by Patchen Markell » Tue Jun 14, 2016 10:19 pm
After too many years of subscribing to Ridge's ATP program, we now have a large handful of small-production Zins around the house at all times, working our way through the backlog. Here's a Ridge Vineyards 2006 Sonoma County Zinfandel, "Old School," 83% Zinfandel, 15% Carignane, 2% Petite Sirah, 14.6% ABV. Objectively, this is good stuff, caught at a good moment: high-toned berry fruit with a rich, dark undercurrent, and some wild, herbaceous notes too; the edges have been ground down and the wood has mostly integrated, but it's still primary enough to feel alive. But in my heart of hearts? I don't love it -- because it's tiring to drink. As I write this, I have two ounces left in my glass; each sip, while not quite hot, has a lot of glycerin and extract and tooth-staining power. I guess I feel about this like I feel about California in general these days (I more or less grew up in the Bay Area in the 1980s): on the one hand, the scale and the flavors of this wine make me happy, because they recall the aromas of laurel and eucalyptus and salvia in the hot sun; on the other hand, this is what a tipping point tastes like: from balance toward excess. Toward houses built out toward the edges of their lots. Toward... oh, never mind, I don't need to start a political fight. But... drink up, drink up. Make room for something else.
cheers, Patchen